” “The truth,” she murmured, with her eyes fixed upon him. Wood," returned Jackson, with the utmost composure; "you're a headborough, and a loyal subject of King George. But, urged by his wife's cries, who was more anxious for the preservation of her child's life than her own, he snatched up the infant, and made his escape from the back of the premises. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to face.
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